To anyone who has used it before I’m sure that is clear. It is always offering new and immaginative arguments to support this position.
In this particular case it lost a long, elaborate, and wonderfully written review of Premium Yebisu: The Hop.
You can imagine from the name of this beer how great the review was.
Ah well. Your loss.
The dark beer of Sapporo’s Yebisu label. I actually had one of these last night but I wasn’t doing beer reviews last night so I decided to take a 5$ bullet for the cause. Also, as it is the only dark beer I have been able to find in either of the two countries I have been living in for the past 6 months, I gots ta have more.
The happy fisherman is back. The label also assures us that he was “born 1887”. Keep on truckin’ little Yebisu fisherman. Other than the fisherman the all-black label contains informative and italicized text, to whit: this black beer has malt in good balance and a hearty roasted flavor (one wonders if they’re going after the oft courted malt crowd).
Lets see what this plucky milleni-generian can do! first sip: mmm that’s more like it. You can taste the beer before it even gets to your lips. The aroma alone will fill your stomach more than that last 20$ sashimi plate.
They don’t call it a porter. They seem to feel ‘premium black beer’ about sums it up. But this is a textbook porter. Enough carbonation and hopps to make sure you aren’t in doubt you’re drinking a beer and enough rich caramely malts to let you know you still have some tastebuds left. The two participants both hang around long enough to have a hearty punch up over who gets to define the aftertaste and you are left holding both their girlfriends.
This one pull alone contains more raw experience then a whole can of “The Hop”.
The thing is, I don’t actually like porters. They’re over carbonated and the hop-malt contest is missplaced. I just want the malt to win. My favorite porters are the ones where the brewer invites mr. alcohol to play. He inevitably picks malt’s side and they’re left partying while over-carbonation tries to console his well defeated partner.
Mr. Alcohol is at this party. You can hear him hollering over the sterio. But his heart just isn’t in it. He’s giving someting like 5%. If he were giving more like 7 things would start to get really fun.
As it is I have to rank this beer my favorite of Japan. I would like to compare it to Chang of which I have often said: “It’s a really bad beer. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t the best beer in Thailand”. I’m just not sure premium Yebisu has the pluck and vigour of chang. With a lack of charm it’s going to have to do things the hard way: it has to get by on it’s merits.
Time for bed. Good food and lots of not sleeping makes it come easily.
THoughts tonight are mostly of Koh Phangan. Looking at the pictures of Songkran I can’t believe that was two days ago. This place is so different.
I wonder when the idea that not living in the tropics is ‘rediculous’ will wear off. It’s so cold here and there is such a shocking lack of beaches. I assume in a while I’ll get used to living in temperate countries again. Or mabey I’ll just become one of those many many farangs who consider Phangan their second home. Or mabey I’ll want to be one of the farangs who makes it their first home. I’m surprised how much Phangan fit, or possibly defined, my view of the ideal life.
But then half of me has always pulled towards beach and sun and the other half has pulled towards gargoyledom (in the snow crash sense of the word). That’s why I’ll never be a really good geek. I spend too much time outside.
Mabey in Tokyo the gargoyle side will get a chance to shine. It better hurry up though before we move down south to the tropical islands that make up that southern bit of Japan noone pays any attention to.
In the mean time I’m left constantly marveling at the differences. Like no more spray hoses in the bathroom. Back to the barbary and waste of dry wiping.
At least as countries get colder the beer gets better.
update on malt’s: it’s mostly a kilkenny wannabe which is a guiness wannabe for the ‘guiness is too dark for me’ crowd. And I dislike guiness to begin with (they substitute ‘creaminess’ for flavor and advertising for aftertaste). Dark times when I find it easy to enjoy such a beer.
But then I had a Traquair Jackobite Ale (thanks mum and dad!) less than 24 hours ago so everything is bound to pale pale pale in comparison.
We crashed after we got in and slept most of the day.. seem to both be coming down with something – maybe you’ll see us donning white face masks soon. Didn’t manage to connect with Pierre but we met our landlord Mr Shrek, who is a nice guy and forgiving of our total lack of Japanese vocab. We’ve got him and one other couple for roommates right now, and two more people are moving in soon. After a nap we were thinking a little more clearly and…
I totally love this place!!! Our room in the Shrek Watta house is much larger than expected, with tatami floors, paper screen divider to the “semi-outside” area, then sliding door to a nice balcony. Two beds (soon to be one kingsize one), desk with two chairs, several low tables and a comfy beanbag chair. Every wall is sectioned into sliding storage areas; such a good design. The house itself is the 3rd and 4th floor of an apartment building and is kind of warren-like (a style I really like); a sort of mishmash of bits and angles with eight private rooms at various points. The shared livingroom is big and bright, with a library of anime and Kurasawa films from previous guests. Full kitchen and even a shared computer. Have I mentioned how incredibly good the wifi net connection is? All signs point to W00t.
We took a walk around the neighborhood. We’re right in the middle of a busy 2 block radius of restaurants, stores and real estate companies. There are coffee and drink vending machines on every corner, convienience store next door and a pachinko parlour just around the bend. NO CARS! The streets are narrow and filled with bikes and pedestrians. Yes, I could really live in this neighbourhood.
So we went for dinner which was also awesome. People have no hesitation at speaking Japanese to us which is so good, we’re totally going to learn the language in no time. So far we’ve got about as much as we knew in Thai, which is a good start at least. The food was so excellent, we were both rolling our eyes in constant total bliss. We’d really missed the subtle flavours, and this restaurant (just a minute’s walk away) was at least as good as any Japanese restaurant in Victoria. Also, about the same price – 4,000yen = $40cad to stuff ourselves full of (omg delish with fish) tempura, agedashi tofu, teriyaki fish, egg rolls and beer. Coupled with our $750 a month rent I think we could even afford to live here.
We stopped by the convienience store and bought some snacks and beer (Malt’s All Malt Beer). The beer came with a little package of nuts and the french consumme flavoured pringles came with a little keychain of the pringles guy in a french outfit. Gimicks YAY! Seems like the exact opposite of simple beach life but so far we’re grooving to the change.
PS: Malt’s is a good beer! We’ll let you know if we still think so after our beerbuds finish recovering from six months of Chang.
We are in our gaijin house in Japan and there is already way to much to fit into a post. So I’ll just throw some random stuff in and you’ll have to be satisfied with that.
Left the island. Very sad. Also kind of nerve wracking just sitting out fron t hoping for a songthaew to cruise past. But we did eventually make it to the ferry and off the island. It was sad to leave. Spent the last couple of days just saying goodbye to friends. Last thing we saw while we were waiting for the ferry was Tony kiteboarding way down the beach.
From there to here everything went wrong. Wow. So much trouble with the traveling. Big props to Bangkok Air for saving our bacon though. Anything good that happened today was thanks to them.
It is really not Thailand here. Really not Thailand at all. The biggest thing is it’s freakin cold! For some reason every one of the 6 weather sites I just checked say it’s 17c right now but I’m sure it’s more like 8. Got off the plane at 7 inthe morning in board-shorts. That didn’t last long.
Another thing is that noone speaks english. Which is kinda cool because it means we will be motivated to learn some Japanese. Yay. Which is a language I like more than Thai only because I have a much better ear for it.
Actually the two languages kind of showcase the differences.
Japanese: orderly, simple, well designed, dour
Thai: adhoc, loud and adhoc and loud
We were sitting on a train (the wrong one) today and I just kept thinking “why are we not sitting in a pair of shorts watching the ocean drinking a chang while waiting on a curry?”. But I’m sure things will get better. Ooo in case I forget later: highlight of the train-hell = microsoft train. Everywhere you could stick a m$ add there was a m$ add. There were no other adds. Only m$ adds. On the whole train. They even had a tv replaying over and over the 6 tv spots that make up m$’s current japanese add campaign (white silhouettes, no joke). So you get an idea for the level of hell.
The place is totaly cool though. It’s a shared accomodation so there is one common room one kitchen and one(!) toilet and one shower between… 8 people!
Which would be insane if anyone else seemed to live here. Arrived to a note on the door saying come on in. Place is empty; nothing in the fridge but some condiments and booze (similar to what we left behind actually… didn’t quite make it through that last bottle of gin). No toothbrushes in the kitchen. We may be the only people staying here? To early to tell. I think we’d both like a few roomates to fill the place out a bit but 8 is rediculous and we’re probably all with the fewer the better right now.
Got in touch with Pierre via the home-pay-phone in the front hallway. Which initially cost us 20yen but I quickly reversed the trend by picking the combination lock guarding the cash tray. No just kidding. We didn’t take anything. I was initially going to put a small bill in there with ‘colin waz here: pWn3d’ scrawled over it but we don’t have any small bills (see that’s funny because the thing only has a coin slot). Mabey later.
Yes. Japan also apparently hates electrical grounding? Nothing here is grounded just like Thailand. I don’t know if this is country wide rediculousness or just this place. At any rate when the juice in this baby is gone I’m not entirely sure how my 3-plug-self is going to charge it again… ah well. I’ll make the best of it while I can because we are Back in the 22nd century with this smoking fucking wifi connection. I can watch things on Youtube without spending 20 minutes loading them! I can refresh livejournal more than twice a day!
yes so hopefully Pierre will hook up with us later in the day and he can kind of jump-start our competence. Must sign off. I think the clacking is bothering sleeping Sarah.
Chock dee
Colin